"You..." The skinny old man was shocked and tried to resist, but the black hole was cracking and slowly disintegrating.

"boom!"

Finally, after a loud noise, the huge black hole disappeared, the sky and the earth became peaceful, full of vitality, and green shoots sprouted out of the destroyed mountains.

"You... Zhuofeng's inheritance is so extraordinary. You, an old guy with extremely poor qualifications, have actually reached this stage!" The skinny old man was deeply shocked.

"Mysterious methods and inheritance are not important." Li Ruoyu still said this, he turned his hands and pressed down.

The skinny old man's eyes shot out an evil light, extremely blazing, and then suddenly shot out two beams of light, piercing the void, trying to escape.

However, under the cover of Li Ruoyu's big hand, he could not escape, and the two divine lights were trapped in his palm.

"boom"

Suddenly, he set himself on fire and instantly became a blazing light that stung people unable to open their eyes. Then it dimmed in an instant and turned into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

"He destroyed his spiritual thoughts!" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. He had reached this level of cultivation, yet he destroyed himself so neatly and was so cruel to himself.

The bodies on the ground were all extinct, as if they had been dead for decades. They had an old and ancient feeling, and were full of evil spirits.

Ye Fan and Li Ruoyu landed and observed carefully that the corpse was astonishingly strong, almost equal to a magical sword, and it made a clanging sound when hit on it.

"It's not easy to reach this level of cultivation." Li Ruoyu sighed softly, waved his hand gently, and a ball of flame jumped out, fresh and natural.

"puff"

The corpse was submerged and turned into ashes in a breath, with nothing left. Ye Fan was surprised. The old man's cultivation exceeded his expectations and was comparable to that of the Holy Lord. Sure enough, he was a late bloomer.

Li Ruoyu fell silent for hundreds of years before he realized the Tao. His cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, alarming the 108 Peaks of Taixuan. He was considered to be comparable to his predecessors in the future.

Seeing how unpredictable he was, Ye Fan felt completely relieved about Zhang Wenchang. They were the same kind of people, born masters and disciples, and there was no need to worry about their future achievements.

"Be careful yourself. If it doesn't work, follow me back to Zhuofeng." Li Ruoyu said.

Ye Fan thanked him, he was full of respect for the old man, and then said goodbye.

On that day, there were rumors in the Southern Territory that the Holy Body was about to pass away. Many people saw him vomiting blood and stumbled all the way to Yan Duhang.

"The injuries on the Eucharist Avenue have worsened again, and it seems that I will not survive!"

Almost everyone in the Southern Territory knew the news, and many people were talking about it.

On the same day, Ye Fan came to Yandu and found several major holy places and the supreme religion in Zhongzhou. He was willing to cross the void and enter the ancient forbidden land on their behalf to pick the elixir of immortality.

As soon as this news came out, the Southern Territory was in an uproar. Everyone was convinced that Ye Fan was forced to a dead end. He had a premonition that his life was short, and he was willing to be treated as a medicine collector in the Holy Land in exchange for his last chance of survival.

On this day, the Holy Son of Shaking Light was hazy, and his whole body was shrouded in holy light. Like a god, he opened his eyes under a large waterfall, filled with the aura of God.

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his expression was somewhat restless. Then he found Yao Xi and said, "The Holy Body is about to pass away. Let's go and take a look."

Yao Xi was stunningly beautiful, with a sparkle in her eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. If Ye Fan died, she would be free. Otherwise, the bra would always make her uneasy, fearing that it would be thrown out by Ye Fan one day.

"I am about to disappear from the world, and the Holy Body will be extinct. It's time for you to come out, right? Just wait and wait to kill you!" Ye Fan sneered and looked to the north.

He believed that those shady "reliances" on the other side did not dare to enter Yandu, because several major holy places and the supreme sect of Zhongzhou were currently located here.

Ji Haoyue, the God King Body of the Ji family, looked to the south and said: "He is going to die. After all, he has failed to defy heaven. It's a pity that the Dacheng Holy Body will never appear in the world. Let's go and take a look."

Ji Ziyue wrinkled her nose, her big and smart eyes were a little sad, and said to herself: "He is going to die after all." Then she turned around, lowered her head and said: "But, he killed his aunt."

Ji Haoyue touched her hair dotingly and said, "That is Ji Biyue's aunt."

"But he is also a direct descendant of our Ji family."

Ji Haoyue's eyes were extremely deep, looking into the distance, and said: "You are easily hurt if you are too kind."

At Taixuan Gate, Hua Yunfei stood on the cliff, his blue clothes fluttering, as ethereal as an immortal. He sighed softly: "It's a pity that Brother Ye is about to pass away. Junior Sister Xiaoman, let's go and see him off."
Chapter completed!